"What? I can't come looking for him?"
The thing Mo Ziye wanted most was to give Feng Yize, the person who personally drove his sister into the hands of Poison Eagle, a good beating.
But he restrained his anger, intending to wait until he found his sister before he would teach this kid a lesson.
Detecting the sarcasm in his tone, Feng Yize's face stiffened, and he stepped aside to let him in, "Please come in."
He was his sister-in-law's younger brother, so he couldn't afford to treat him poorly.
Mo Ziye didn't look at him, just arched his thin lips into a shallow mocking curve as he strode into the hospital room, heading towards Ye Zhan.
Feng Yize pressed his lips together, then turned to glance at Ye Zhan in the hospital bed, seeing him half-squinting at the file folder in Mo Ziye's hand. He silently closed the door to the room for them but didn't leave immediately, instead standing in the hallway, listening attentively to the sounds inside.
